Yue Mingsong stared at that footprint for a long while but could not make heads or tails of it. Shaking his head, he said, "It's just a footprint. How do you know it's a mark left behind by the Goddess during cultivation? Ah! I know—you must have peeked at the Goddess's feet. Tsk, tsk, how utterly sinful!"
"I have naturally never seen Xue Lingxu's feet," Ning Xiaochuan said. "However, once cultivators reach a certain level, they develop their own unique Dao aura. The footprint on the ground is exactly the same as Xue Lingxu's Dao aura. This footprint was undoubtedly left here by her."
Yue Mingsong nodded. "After all that, what exactly does the footprint left by the Goddess mean? Is she pointing us toward the right path? Or is it merely proof that she once came here for a visit?"
"This..." Ning Xiaochuan lightly stroked his chin, then shook his head and continued pondering.
Zi Hanyan stared at the humanoid stone statue inside the Stone Temple, her heart surging with excitement. "This is the statue of our ancestor!"
"The Purple Gold Imperial Lord."
Yue Mingsong, Ning Xiaochuan, and Treasure Pearl Earth Treasury all fixed their gazes on the crude stone statue. They could clearly sense that it seemed to contain some mysterious power. It was absolutely more than just a block of stone.
Ning Xiaochuan had seen the marks left behind by the Purple Gold Imperial Lord atop the Demon Suppressing Tower, but the stone statue within the Stone Temple contained even more powerful divine force, as though it could come alive at any moment.
With a devout heart, Zi Hanyan immediately stepped forward, knelt at the statue's feet, and respectfully kowtowed to it.
The Purple Gold Imperial Lord was a sage of the human race, worthy of every